Previous Day,
O'Connell put the powdered Ecstasy mixed with cocaine on his finger back and smelled it in so hard like a vacuum cleaner for a brief period of time. He felt like the cocktail powder had reached to his brain.
O'Connell attempted to sneeze but failed to clear his nostrils. He heard his friends mock him loud in loud in the mixed sound of Freddie Mercury's song. "Don’t sneeze it out! Nobody wants Ecstasy with cocaine leave their heads." Someone was trying to get humorous.
"My Lord…headache. Oh!" O'Connell panicked when found the drugs hadn’t relieved him this time.
"Are you okay, Allan?" an attractive blonde in blue shorts and black torso approached and touched his shoulder. But O'Connell didn’t care the approach for the first time.
"I guess so." he said and began to sweat as his pain had started to dull.
As far as O'Connell could remember, he suffered from severe painful headache since the day he knew he had head on his shoulders. Therapists and paramedics hadn’t found the exact explanation for it but they had deduced the reason had to be injury or uncommon migraine. He expected the reason to be head injury because he had no memory of his childhood. His sub conscious mind was all right (part which controls instincts and general intelligence) but his conscious mind had no idea what had happened to him in his childhood. From many years he had been taking psychological therapies which had proven to be nothing for improvement. It was just about a couple of months ago when he had quit the psychiatric sessions and was back on his normal routine. He did not have any problems on day to day things like making coffee, doing maths, remembering lines from movies and many more things like so. It seemed as if his sub conscious mind was the one harmed due to some reason and was reason behind his brainwash. As a result, he had no idea of how his friends looked back then. Just some photos of his pals were evidences of his childhood. But who wanted pictures which could not remind someone of something relatable to it. In many sleepless nights, he regretted losing childhood is more painful than losing some addictive people.
"I think he needs some rest." one of his friends said. They were inside a noisy pub and they faced difficulty in finding out a comfortable place for him. However, O'Connell was seated on a dating couch alone (with headache). O'Connell told them not to be too anxious about his well being and closed his eyes for relief.
Drugs wasn’t just his addiction but was compulsion due to headache. What pain killers failed to do, drugs surpassed in making the pain leave him for a while. LSD, Ketamine, Marijuana, Lude and other party drugs worked better than Norvil or Ibrufen. But he had faced nausea and hallucination as the side effect.
It was evening in five and he already wanted to go home when he faced dizziness after the pain was gone. As always, he was sweaty like he had come straight out of shower with clothes on. With the agonizing pain being gone, he desired to have some alcohol.
"I think I should be using these drugs less." He told himself due to uncontrollable dizziness. More than it, his mother had left him due to the same addiction. His mother now resided somewhere in Portland with the rest of her surviving sisters, she had left him in the house on his own, two months ago, due to an awkward circumstance inside the house.
"You need help?" someone touched his shoulder. Whether it was drugs or dizziness, he was unable to recognize the voice. Nor he was able to relate it with someone he knew. To his fortune, it was the only doze of cocaine and Ecstasy O'Connell had taken in the entire day. It was the least he had had in a year.
"I – I - I am fine." He answered firmly.
But the middle aged man kept looking at him.
"Who're you? I've never seen you anywhere before…"


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K.R Webber

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